Bad Guy//Sanders Sides- Prinxiety

~Chapter Seventeen~

I stared at the four shocked faces around me when I finished. None of them had ever know about the side of me before this. I guess that might be a side of myself that I might not even know much about yet either.

Before I came here, I never would have told anyone about something like that. These darn Light Sides made me soft.

Dammit.

Patton had tears in his eyes, as did Roman. Logan held a hand over his mouth in surprise. Deceit's mouth was agape even though he did know most of what I told the four of them.

There was an awkward silence in the room as everyone was too shocked to say anything.

I began to count the seconds of quiet that went by. Each tick and tock of seconds of our lives wasted because of me. If seconds went by so quickly, so did minutes. After that came hours and days and weeks and months and years. As Thomas got older, time seemed to go by much faster. It felt like only a few months ago when I first came to this place with Patton when that was really years ago.

Why do we waste our time like this? I questioned myself. Each second that goes by is one more second closer to the moment that we die.

My heart sped up and my breaths shortened. Every thing seemed to go by faster and faster. My entire life was flashing before my eyes in seconds.

Was that really all that my life was? Me fearing the world while the world feared me.

Behind every single memory, there was always a dark sadness that reminds people that they will never be able to experience that memory again. Soon enough, those happy times would fade away, along with the lives of the holders of those memories.

I clutched my head as the room started to spin around me.

The world was tilting back and forth, swinging me around like I was on a rollercoaster. Once you reached the top, everything went in full speed down to the bottom when the ride finally reached its end. If time was going by so quickly, what did that mean for me? Was I nearing my end as well?

"Virgil!" A voice called out, but it sounded faint, almost like I was underwater.

"Virgil!" The voice cried out again.

Hands latched onto my shoulders and held on tightly, causing me to regain focus on the world around me.

"Virge, breathe in for four, hold for seven, and out for eight."

My vision became cloudy and I blinked repeatedly to clear my eyes.

In front of me there was a worried and terrified Patton, tear tracks covering his face. He seemed more terrified than I had ever seen him before. He was usually like a beacon of light and hope, pulling Roman, Logan, and I back to the happiness in the world.

I concentrated on the breathing pattern, trying my best to come back to reality. Sometimes I could get stuck in my mind of anxiety and panic to the point where it was almost impossible to escape.

After several tries, I finally managed to calm down. Everything was going to be okay.

"Virgil?" Roman said softly. "Are you alright?"

I nodded my head, trying to make sure that he didn't get too worried about me.

Even though I obviously wasn't fine, it was better if I just cleared the worry that Logn, Patton, and Roman all had at the moment. Deceit, on the other hand, was growing annoyed that his plan did not play out exactly how he thought. Hopefully, that evil snake would learn how to shut up and stop trying to get in the way.

"Hey, Hot Topic, I know that you aren't," he frowned, stretching his chained hands towards me.

I wished that I could do the same, but he was still trapped back where Deceit stuck him. Despite that, I smiled weakly at the nickname that he had called me several times before. Maybe someday we could find a way to get him back.

"Did you mean that because of my dark clothes or are you trying to say that I'm hot?" I joked.

Roman's face turned bright red. "N-No! I-I was just say-saying that..." He shook his head, his blush fading away. "Virgil, your avoiding the subject. I know how hard all of this is for you. I've only been in this place for a few days and I can't even begin to imagine how you stayed here for years. We all go through hardships in our lives, but at least the four of us have each other. What I'm trying to say is... I really care about you, Virgil. More than you can even comprehend. So do Logan and Patton, but for me it's a bit different. I know that when you first came here, I wasn't too excited about having a Dark Side hanging around, but over time, I realized how important you are. To both Thomas and me. Virgil, I—"

"Alright, I think that's not enough of that," Deceit barked, snapping his fingers to make the misty mirror between the two realms dissolve.

"Bring him back!" I lashed out, storming toward Deceit in anger.

"Virgil, no! That'll only make things worse!" Patton cried, pulling me back.

"Patton!" I hissed while struggling in his grasp. "Let me go!"

Logan stepped in front of me, forming a wall between Deceit and I. "I am afraid that I cannot let you fight him."

"Deceit, I hate you!" I roared, scaring Logan and Patton enough to back away from me.

The deceptive trait's face turned pale in fear. He stepped backward until he bumped into the wall.

Oh my god. I've never said that to him before. No wonder why he's terrified.

In an instant, the color returned to the man's face along with the piercing yellow in his eyes.

"Oh shit..." I cursed under my breath.

The lights in our house began to flicker before turning off completely. Patton screamed before being silenced by comforting words from Logan.

Pale, golden snakes shimmered in the air around Deceit's hands before becoming solid. The snakes hovered in the air, glowing the same color as their master's eyes.

Deceit's power had grown stronger. Much stronger and now there was no telling how much longer it would take until he realized what he could do with it.